Caption This (9 Feb)

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Sale of a Lifetime

 

There had been 4 estate agents around to value my house, each one seemed more sleazy than the rest. They always promoted how good they were, how quick they sold houses and stated that they always managed to get the maximum that the house was worth. Somehow though I just felt they were telling me a pack of lies.

The fifth estate agent looked even more like the stereo typical sleaze bag ‘estate agent’ type. Towering over my ample 6ft frame he must have been at least 6ft 5”. Very slim and had a babyish looking face. He was tanned and wore a plain black suit with a blue shirt and diamond cufflinks. He appeared very powerful for his age. I invited him in and asked if he wanted a drink. He didn’t.

“Right,” he said. “So Hello, I’m Tom Kirk. Before I begin, I just want to say that I’m going to cut out the crap and bullshit and just get down to business. I’m so pleased that you have asked us to value your home. I do hope we can work well together. The service we offer is completely different to every other estate agent out there. What we have found is that people do not trust estate agents. So our service offer is completely unique. I’m going to shut up now and let you watch our presentation.”

“OK” I said.

He handed me an Ipad and I pressed the play button.

I watched the presentation with great interest, it lasted around 5 minutes and demonstrated how their company was different. I also noticed that Tom was un easy, he was tapping his pen on his clipboard and bouncing his leg up and down.

“So, as you can see, we allow you to do the estimate for yourself. Hi-jacking my body for as long as you wish. Well I like to call it body-jacking.” He chuckled. “We take away the worry you and everyone else out there has about selling a house and by allowing you access to my body you will gain the knowledge that’s in my head and realise that you can trust us to sell your home with complete confidence. Plus, we normally work out cheaper than the other companies out there. You really cannot lose.”

“So basically, I take over your body in some kind of body swapping freak show?”

“Erm, its not a body swap, I will have no access to your body, its memories or anything to do with you. Literally, you take control of my body its memories and everything about it for as long as you need or want. It is certainly not a freak show. You can choose to block my access to my own body at any point during your possession of me, or you can choose for me to be there with you as a presence. Although I will have no memory of what you get up to if you deny me access. I know what people normally get up to. Its why I’m paid the big bucks. They hire me for my looks as well as my charm and of course my skills as an estate agent”

I laughed and then wondered what I could get up to in Tom’s body.

“You actually are quite attractive aren’t you? But I’m not sure about this.” I stated.

He reached into his briefcase and got out a syringe and needle and proceeded to inject himself with a green coloured liquid in the top of his left leg. He placed the needle in a safe container.

“WAIT!” I shouted. “I haven’t agreed to this yet.”

“Sir, if you had read our terms and conditions at the time you booked us online you would realise that by booking us, you agree to those conditions. Part of those conditions are the fact you allow this to take place. It’s happened now and it’s too late for you to back out. Someone needs to posses my body, otherwise I will be a lifeless shell until the end of time. It’s a risk we take, but at the end of the day my company can sue if you don’t do this, but I’m sure that’s not going to happen is it?”

He lay down on my sofa and began to flop as he lost control of his own body. It cant be that bad I thought

“One last thing,” he said. “Play the next video it gives you the instructions you need to posses my body.”

One final breath left his mouth at that point. I watched the video. At that point, I did exactly what it stated. I stripped naked and folded my clothes neatly on the table. I reached into his mouth with my hands and stretched his mouth wide open. I sat on the arm of the settee where he was lying. I placed my feet inside his mouth and pushed my own body inside his. It felt really strange. He was still warm and it felt slimy as my skin touched the inside of his body. I had began to be able to move parts of his body as my feet and legs were inside his. I manoeuvred him into a sitting position and my arse folded into his, my penis snapped into place inside his. Soon I was fully inside him and I pulled his head over my own face and assumed complete control.

A voice inside my head that I recognised as Tom said “Welcome to my body. As you now have access to my memories, you know that what I have told you is true and our company is the most respectful and trustworthy out there”

“Thanks” I said. “How long do I have?” I shook myself off and checked my suit was making sure I still looked respectable as Tom.

“We only book one appointment per day, so as long as you leave me by 5pm so I can get home you can stay as long as you want,” the voice muttered inside my head.

“Cool we may as well get on with the valuation so I can have the afternoon to enjoy this.” I replied.

We took all the measurements together, took pictures and agreed with a valuation. We got the paperwork out and I signed Tom’s signature as well as my own. It was all very strange. Finally we rang the office and sent an e-mail with all the pictures and the house was up for sale. I found it all really weird, new knowledge in my head, ability to draw scale drawings and work out what the value of my own house was. It was even more strange because I was doing all of this with hands that were not mine. Each time I walked past a mirror I freaked out slightly and I heard Tom chuckle inside my head. I have to admit as the morning went on I was enjoying myself and I felt very aroused as my thoughts turned to the afternoon and the fun I could have; looking, feeling and behaving like tom. I began to wonder what Tom was hiding underneath this suit.

“Right,” the voice in my head said. “It’s up to you where we go from here. You can leave and I’ll enjoy an un planned afternoon off. We can spend the day with you in control of my body and me in the background. Or you can demand that I leave you alone for the next few hours. I become unconscious inside my own body and you are free to do what you wish.”

“Well I choose the last one!”

“That’s fine, I thought you might. Few things before I leave. There’s a change of clothes in the boot of my car your own clothes won’t fit this body, make sure you leave me by 5pm and look after the suit it cost over $1000. Oh and don’t forget to eat; I skipped breakfast, well basically, take care of me as you would your own body”

With that I felt his consciousness slip away. I was now in full control of Tom Kirks body without any interruption from him. I literally ran to his car to grab the sports bag from his boot. Still running I got to my own bedroom and stripped. Of course remembering to look after his suit.

I don’t know what had come over me. I was absolutely thrilled to be in someone else’s body. I found my self comparing its features to my own body and other guys bodies that I had seen in the gym and the like. Tom’s features were remarkable; far better than my own. Amazing detail around his abdominal area and muscles in places where I never even imagined muscles existed. He was in such a perfect physical form. And I hadn’t even taken his boxers off yet.

There was an amazing trimmed treasure trail of hair leading to his mid region apart from that his torso was hairless. He had very little hair on his legs or arms either. I was nervous at to what would be revealed under his boxers. I needed to pluck up the courage to go any further. I remembered what Tom had said ‘Don’t forget to eat’. I rubbed my belly, yer I was hungry. I made myself some salad. It seemed appropriate to look after his body and eat healthily for him. I hated salad normally, but I tasted so good with his taste buds.

Fed and watered I returned upstairs and decided to take a shower. For that I had to remove his boxers. It was what I needed; a reason to take them off. I followed my own routine, almost forgetting that I was someone else. I only realised when I sat on the toilet and began thinking again. Oh my word!! I’m taking a piss out of Tom’s cock, I’m having a shit out of Tom’s arse. Both things i had done a million times before but it was such a new experience.

I managed to take the shower I longed for and it wasn’t long before I plucked up the courage to play with my new toy. It may of only been temporary, but for now it was mine. I pumped on it so hard it felt like it was going to fall off.

After that I lay on the bed and just admired my new temporary body. I must of nodded off as the next thing I knew it was 4.30pm. I quickly got dressed for the first time all afternoon and returned downstairs to Tom’s briefcase.

I collected the serum from his case and injected it into his leg. The serum began to work instantly as tom awoke and pushed me out through his mouth. I got myself dressed again now that I was myself again. I checked Tom was OK and he left after handing me his business card.

That was one amazing day and that night I found that all I could think about was Tom. I could smell him on my bed. I couldn’t sleep. At around 2am I had a text. It was from Tom. It read.

“Hi it’s Tom Kirk, I know you are working tomorrow, so sorry to text so late. I was wondering if you might enjoy the weekend off? I love the thrill of someone taking my body and know you would too. The thrill of being inside someone else is even greater for me. My offer to you. I endure your pain of being at work. Then Saturday night and Sunday is with me as you without you.”

I instantly replied
“Sounds great Tom, providing you come over now and let me sleep inside your body, I will leave you as soon as I wake up and you can take my body to work”

“Deal, see you in 10! Cant wait” was the reply

Sure enough tom arrived in exactly 10 minutes. He injected his leg and I went inside him. I had a quick wank and fell asleep. I had some amazing dreams and thoughts that night as I let Tom stay with me while I slept. So there were two of us in the same dream, so you can imagine what we got up too.

8am arrived and the alarm sounded. The syringe was already on hand and I injected Toms leg. I left Tom’s body and we briefly chatted about the experience. He mentioned that if I liked being him so much we could make it a regular thing. Perhaps even swap instead of live inside each other.

I helped Tom out that day at work and as promised once I got home I left him to it for 36 hours. For that night and day I had no idea what Tom had been doing with my body. It was like having a gap in my head. But I didn’t mind. I had been him and trusted him completely.

Bus Hopper

by Erick S.

The kid was cute. Not dashingly handsome, or particularly well built. But there was something cute about him with his scruff and his piercings. He must have caught me checking him out because he turned away quickly. He was blushing and sort of holding back a grin. Adorable. Of course, the body I was in then was smoking hot. I’d picked it up -- no joke -- outside of a casting call for a modelling agency last week. I’d flipped through his portfolio after I’d hopped into him and aced the casting call -- not that it mattered, since I didn’t plan on staying in him long enough to even attend the call-backs. He was the kind of guy who could be on the cover of mens’ fashion magazines. Sort of flawlessly handsome. Almost too handsome. And when you get a body like that, you kind of get tired of everyone always gawking at you all the time.

When this unassuming kid hopped on the bus with his headphones on and his jacket slung over the strap of his messenger bag, I knew it was just what I was looking for.

I watched him for just a couple moments more. He was watching me, too, out of the corner of his eye. After a few stops, I couldn’t wait anymore, and I didn’t want to risk losing my chance if he got off. So the next time our eyes met, I did it. Like a great exhale, I let go of the body I was in and felt myself flowing into the kid. Up his fingertips and right into his core, and then spreading myself out across his entire body. It takes a lot of focus to project yourself like that, especially when you’re somewhere crowded. There were some times when I’d first started doing this that I’d ended up in the wrong body. And back then, it took me around 12 hours before I could hop again.

So there I was, standing up now in my latest body, looking down at the supermodel, who had a bit of a clouded expression on his handsome face. The cobwebs would clear pretty soon, although the past week would probably seem like a blur to him.

Refocusing and settling into my new body, the first thing I searched for was a name. Chuck Kowal. Cool. Student at Northwestern University, 21 years old. On my way to class. Introduction to Industrial Design Methods. I could feel that he wasn’t very confident about the homework they’d been assigned last night. The music in my headphones was the new Tegan and Sarah album. I’d never heard of them, but Chuck seemed to be a pretty big fan. It’s always fun to suddenly know lyrics to songs you’d never even heard before.

Next stop was where I was getting off. It was the downtown campus, and I’d stop at Starbucks on the way to grab a venti Americano. I patted my messenger bag. American Spirits were in the front pocket. I’d need one after class. I grinned, thinking this could be a pretty chill body to hang out in for a little bit. Of course, I always thought that when I hopped into someone new. Truth is, I never know how long I’ll be in one body before I see another one that catches my eye. Maybe only a couple hours, maybe a couple of weeks. The most I’d ever spent was close to two months. It got uncomfortable. But maybe, just maybe, I’d stay as Chuck for a little bit longer than usual. I hadn’t been in a college kid’s body for a while, and college was always fun.

As I reached my stop, I took one last glance back at the supermodel. My phone buzzed in my pocket. It was a dude in Chuck’s class who he had a little bit of a thing for, asking if he wanted to meet at the Starbucks and head to class together.

“Sounds great,” I texted back.

I flipped my sunglasses on, readjusted the strap on my messenger bag, and turned up my music. For now, this was my stop.

Shot of a lifetime

The night had started so normal. I had went to the Clippers and Lakers game for a night of fun and to relax. I was having a beer with my buddy when they announced a seat number to come down and shoot a half court shot for $75,000.

When they said the number my buddy started yelling telling me it was my seat. I couldn't believe it. There was no way it was my seat. Nothing like that ever happens for me. An usher came and took me to the tunnels below the stands to explain the rules to me. I understood and was not at all confident with my ability to make this shot. I really hoped I wouldn't embarrass myself out in front of 20,000 people.

As I was led out onto the court I could see the players standing watching me. Oh great this will be even more embarrassing I thought to myself while trying to not let it show on my face. The announcer handed me the ball and I dribbled it a few time. I took a deep breath and then just heaved the ball towards the hoop. That was the longest few seconds until it hit the rim of the basket and fell into the net. I stood there in shock as the stadium erupted in cheers. It was amazing! I remember seeing Blake Griffin coming running at me but then everything else seems hazy.

It was some time later when I started to come to with a few people leaning over me saying “Blake are you ok?”

“Huh? Blake? Who is Blake?” I say groggy to the people.

“He must have got a concussion when he ran into that guy and knocked him over” the guy said.

That is when things started to come to. I felt bigger than before. I slowly got up and realized I was looking down at everyone and then saw my old body there to.

I quickly pulled him off to the side. “Man what the hell happened. I am in your body” I said to him.

“Mr. Griffin are you ok? You hit me pretty hard.” He said looking at me like I was crazy.

I have no idea what was happening. The real Blake didn't seem to remember being himself. I remembered being me yet this body just felt right.

The trainers took my old body from the locker room leaving me alone now. I slowly lifted my jersey to see my abs below it. I got hard just seeing them. This had to be a dream I moaned as I touched them.

I sat on the bench the rest of the game watching and kept looking back at my old body. I really started to hope this wasn't a dream. Sure my face wasn't the best but I was a great player and have a great body now. That $75,000 shot ended up being a shot of a lifetime.

The Only way to get in Shape

During my Junior year of college i had gained those amazing pounds from drinking and partying. Once I was in shape and slim, you can say I traded a Six pack abs for a six pack of beer. 

I decided it was time to get back in shape and hit the gym so I started heading to the University gym and running. 

After about a month I hadn't lost much weight and was being discouraged, plus more party invites kept me distracted from my goals. 

One day I ran into this guy from the wrestling team, Nate. Nate was in perfect shape and built. 

we started talking about different things to try and do to get in shape and he was helping me get into shape. 

I told him if I had a body like his i would be in heaven and would love to be a wrestler for the college. He then replied that if he had my body it would be in shape within two months and he would rather just be a normal student. I opened my mouth and said well I bet you a hundred bucks that that wouldn't be possible to get me in the shape you are talking about in two months. "I'll take that bet" he said excited. 

After we laughed a little we went to get a sandwich and talked some more when we got to his house about the idea of being one another. We started drinking heavily and then he went out and said why not try and swap bodies. I agreed to try and swap bodies to allow him to give me a hundred bucks for not getting me in shape. 

He pulled out a small bottle filled with a green liquid and said he read online and it would swap us, but if it does work I would have to take his mid terms and be him in a wrestling meet. I quickly agreed and said he would have to take my mid terms and just go to work for me, I work at an electronics company selling things. 

We took shots from the bottle and after a few minutes the room started spinning and we both collapsed. 

The next day I woke up to find my body felt really heavy and my head was killing me. I staggered to the bathroom to take a piss. I got to the toilet and pulled down my shorts and i jumped back. Sitting there was a monster penis in my shorts but they weren't my shorts. I looked in the mirror and saw Nate staring back at me. I couldn't believe it worked I was now the muscle hunk wrestler and he was in my beer belly regular college student body. 

I pulled the cock out and started jacking off just looking at my new body in the full body mirror. his cock, i mean my cock my be at least 9 inches cut with low hanging balls that smacked everywhere. I continued to go faster and faster and what seemed like 10 minutes and shot a huge load all over the mirror and the floor. I cleaned up the best I could and figured I should head back and see if Nate woke up in my body. 

When I walked back in the room I saw he just finished jerking his new tool as well and had a mess on the bed. 

We decided to part ways and be the other for the time being. The deal we made was I couldnt see him and the progress he makes in my body till the end of the two months. He got dressed and left his former dorm room. 

I knew his schedule and knew he didn't have any classes today but tomorrow I would have his mid terms all day. I was worried I would fail then started remembering the subjects and his knowledge of the class. 

I heard Nate's phone go off and saw a text from Alex, his best friend and also on the wrestling team. It read "I am on my way for our pre match warm ups we do the day before." 

I started trying to remember what that meant but couldn't find it in his memories. 

After a while Alex just walked in Nate's dorm and started stripping his pants off then his shirt and was left in a jockstrap. I followed his lead and sat next to him and saw that I was getting hard and so was he. 

Alex started rubbing my new crouch area and getting me more hard. Then he pushed me down on him and had me suck him off, it seemed a little out of place but I kept doing it and figured it was what Nate would have done. Alex quickly shot a load in my mouth and I swallowed the whole thing. He then gave me a hand job till I shot a load and then said he had to run and left. It seemed too weird but I figured it was what they did. 

The next day I got up early and threw on some sweats and a shirt and headed to classes. I spent the whole day working on midterms and trying to pass his classes. After classes I headed to the dorm to grab my wrestling gear for the meet tonight. 

I headed to the locker room and got ready for the set. The whole team was in there getting in our singlets and preparing for the matches. 

I allowed the body to go into a autopilot to get ready and headed out to the match. 

The match went amazing I won each match and the team took home trophies and had huge parties that night. And just enjoyed being Nate and couldn't believe he would want to be me. 

The two month mark was up and I was excited to see what happened to my body and was sad to think we were going to be swapped back. 

Nate and I texted back and forth for a few days prior and decided to meet up at my dorm where everything started. 

I waited eagerly to see and was getting hard thinking about it. I dont know why I was getting hard but I guess Nate was attracted to guys and it was becoming fun fooling around with wrestlers and other athletes. 

Nate walked through the door and I couldn't believe it. I looked ripped and huge. He had worked my body every day and pushed it to the max with diet and lifting. 

We talked for a while and then decided to strip naked and see what we both did to the others bodies. 

Nate had made mine better than his was. He noticed that his body was still in peak performance like he left it. I told him about all the times in his body doing the matches and the classes and the guys. 

He just started laughing and said "well looks like you are enjoying my body a lot James, maybe a little too much since you have been messing around. What do you think about staying this way and not swapping back, i hate to give up a body I just made perfect." 

I smiled huge and agreed to stay the same and then he said well I guess your the gay one now and I am the straight one but that doesn't make me gay if I let you suck my cock since it used to belong to you anyways. 

I went down on my former body which is not built and amazing. I think I can get used to this life. 

Sunday Bonus: Spring Break

Just a quick post

Fuck this is just too easy, I thought to myself.

I pouted at my reflection in the window, sure Kurt—or OX as his friends called him—wasn’t bad looking and at 6’4”, 190lbs he certainly lived up to his nickname but he was a dumb as shit which made him an easy target.

As OX was the biggest guy going to spring break I’d told the rest of the football team he was in charge, fuck there was a lot of complaining, but as their coach I told them if they had any problems they’d had to bring them to me—they piped down real quick.

On the morning they where meant to leave I called in OX, spinning him a story saying I needed perform a quick medical and give him a flu shot. Of course like the docile giant I knew he was stripped to his underwear and laid on the bench. I took a syringe of a green liquid and slapped his tight round ass before injecting all of it in. I watched, as he started to relax, his thick arms dropped off the bench; almost touching the floor.

I started to strip out of my own clothes and prepared another shot, this time a blue liquid. Without any worries—because I’d done it so many times before—I jabbed the needle into my own ass, and groaned.

Within only minutes, I began to feel weak, and I knew I had to move quick. I climbed on Kurt’s back and lost consciousness. With a jerk I woke up, and instantly felt bigger—much bigger. Getting to my feet I stumbled over to the mirror, and smiled at OX’s reflection. I tried out a couple of his expressions, he wasn’t a difficult character to play. I chuckled in his baritone voice, and got dressed—that was yesterday morning. Last night, I enjoyed myself getting drunk, just being OX. But now I needed a change of pace.

“Hey Jason,” I yelled. One of the smaller players jogged over and I told him I needed to talk with him privately, I suggested my room rubbing my dick through my board shorts. He just smiled and licked his lips.

“What’s up?” Jason asked when we got to the room. I said nothing as I tackled him and threw him on the bed, from the bedside cabinet I pulled another syringe of red liquid and jabbed it into Jason’s ass. Minutes later I was squeezing the Might OX into the much smaller Jason, it was tough; lots of grunting and pushing finding every last vacant space inside Jason’s body with a pop I was in. I knew it was awkward, but I was bonded to the OX until I got back to school.

I pulled on Jason’s clothes and bounded out of the room, a completely different character to the lolloping OX. I knew I’d be good for 24 hours in Jason before he’d start to reject me, but I had enough juice for another 10 guys; FUCK spring break is going to be one hell of a party.

Sunday Bonus: Hush, tell no one

Daniel knocked on the door. “Yeah, it’s open come on up,” shouted his friend from the window above.

“Is you dad around, you know he doesn’t like me coming around on school nights. He caught me at the store earlier, and reminded me as he pinned me to the wall,” Daniel hissed at his friend.

“No you’re cool, he’s not going to be bothering us tonight,” Kevin replied with a smirk.

Stumbling through the door, Daniel cautiously went through the house and up to his friends room. Gingerly he push the door open and gasped; laying on the bed naked was Kevin’s dad. “Shit!” Daniel croaked and took a step back.

Kevin appeared at the door and beckoned his friend in. “Come in, its fine he’s out of it—literally,” he chuckled.

“Is he OK?”

“Oh, lets just say he’s not himself at the moment.” Kevin pulled his friend over to the laptop and showed him the webpage.

“Fuck,” he glanced over at the unconscious man mountain on the bed. “You changed him into a suit! Are you mad?”

“Yeah, I can turn him back but he won’t remember anything.”

“Wait, how long has he been like that?” Daniel demands.

“A couple of days,” Kevin grins.

“You FUCKER! that was you in the store today wasn’t it!”

“Ha-ha, yeah that was me. You where shit scared,” Kevin smirked as Daniel shoved him.

Kevin’s eyes glinted as he watched Daniel bite his lip, he knew what was coming next. “Can I try him on?” Daniel asked hesitantly.

“Dude, go for it,” his friend replied. He watched getting hard as Daniel pulled on the thick heavy suit. With a grunt Daniel pulled the older face over his own.

“You little shit,” Kevin’s dad growled. “You’d better show your dad some respect,” he grinned.

“Sure dad, whatever,” Kevin replied coolly.

Sunday Bonus: Peek

Just a quick post

I didn’t care who I looked like to Christian, I just wanted to be with him. I watched through the open door and wondered what I looked like. Of course the reflection in the mirror was my own, but pheromone I’d used fools Christian into thinking I was his ideal partner. Damn, it was going to be an amazing night.

Special Finish the Story from Warhawk Feb 3rd

So I figured I would start a story and let you, the reader, finish it this day. I started writing this story months ago but never finished it and saw it sitting in my computer and figured why not try this.

Enjoy and hope it turns out good :)

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When I hit a 11 million dollar jackpot in Reno I decided to move to a new area and leave my job. I found a nice home pretty large in a nice area and allowed me to relax and get ready to throw parties with all my friends.I guess at 25 I was doing ok for myself.  I figured I would wait till I settled in, so when the house finally was ready for me to move I drove the escalade with boxes up behind the moving truck.

The movers moved all the furniture and everything out of the truck and I spaced the boxes in the escalade.
After everyone was gone I went out and then started carrying the boxes in one by one. I noticed the second trip a boy meet door was watching me and walked over.

"hey I'm Jake, you need any help" he said
"what's up Jake I'm Danny" I told him

Jake helped me move the boxes in and we sat on the couch. We talked for a few hours I found out he was a high school senior and the lacrosse captain. He hated being in high school and wished he could be older. I told him I envied him I wished I could be younger and athletic like him.
He left later on after talking till midnight saying he liked me. He gave me his number and said text him.
I sent him a text an hour later and he sent me "it was a fun night thank you for having me over and I really like you." then a picture came in

I immediately loved it and headed to sleep dreaming about Jake.

The next day I awoke and got dressed and ran errands. When I got home around 4 Jake was waiting at my doorstep.

"hey man I wanted to hang out hope it's ok" he said.
"yeah man it's all good I wanted to hang out" I replied

As we talked Jake seemed a little nervous so I asked him what's going on.
He said that he found a way for us to switch bodies so I could be young and athletic and he could be older and no school. I was intrigued about the idea and said sure let's try it I'm down for anything.
We both got naked and laid down on the bed while he said some spell and then relaxed.
He explained we both had to fuck each other and cum inside each other.
We went on taking turns I went on top first hitting him hard and deep noticing it was his first time so it was tight. Then he topped me and I had never been topped before.
When we finished we both got really tired and passed out.
I woke first and saw myself lying next to me... I couldn't believe it actually worked.
I inspected his body and saw it was amazingly fit and sexy.
I started jacking in the body to see how it felt...

After a while I shot a huge load everywhere creating a huge puddle in front of me.

At that moment Jake woke in my body,

Caption This (2 Feb)

Saturdays the readers get a chance to write something, use the picture as inspiration or perhaps suggest something for others to write.

**THE STORIES/REQUESTS ARE IN THE COMMENTS**

Requested by: 死骨黑月

Jack got a text from Oliver; his partner. 'Meet me at the cinema, I've got a surprise for you'

It only took twenty minutes to get there but as Jack turned the corner he was surprised not only to see Oliver, but also Tom--Jack's brother.

It was a bit of a shock because Tom absolutely hated Oliver, and as Jack lived in his brothers house made it very clear by not allowing Oliver anywhere near the house.

"Hi guys," Jack said in a careful tone. Oliver smiled as Tom looked on with a glazed look in his eyes.

Oliver pulled Tom in close, and looked as if he was rubbing Tom's back. "Hey, bro' you've come to see the movie with us?" he mumbled.

"You guys made up or something?"

"Yeah, sort of," Oliver said with a smile. "Lets just say I've worked out things with Tom."

Jack looked quizzically at Tom's face. "Have you taken something? You look kinda spaced out."

Oliver gave a wink and beckoned Jack over. "What?" Jack asked. Oliver quickly looked around then nodded behind Tom. Jack looked over Tom's shoulder and was surprised when he saw Oliver's hand pushed deep into Tom's back.

"Cool huh?" Tom muttered, something that made Jack jump.

"Cover me," Oliver muttered as he glanced around the cinemas foyer and back into the corner. Jack watched as his friend ducked behind his brother, suddenly Tom started to jerk a little and let out a low groan. Finally he blinked a couple of times as his eyes returned to normal.

Jack watched with his mouth open and Tom rolled his shoulders adjusting his tie and jacket. "You OK bro'?" It sounded like Tom, but there was something different in his tone. "Don't worry about Oliver, we won't be seeing him much anymore," he said.

He winked, and Jack recognised it--Oliver. He knew they wouldn't have any problems again.

The Luck of the Irish

 

The moment Paul spoke, I was captured by his accent--I had to know. "Is that a Scottish or an Irish accent?" I asked

He laughed and then asked me a rhetorical question. “Do you realize that could be considered an insult?”

I began to feel my face turning red as I began to burn up with embarrassment.

“I’m so sorry Paul I really didn’t think.”

“It’s ok,” he said. “Lots of people get confused by my accent. It’s because I have lived in so many places, my accent is kind of warped by them all. To answer your question, it is an Irish accent”

Days went by, even weeks. The more he spoke, the more I began to admire his accent. I found myself becoming attracted to him. Normally I didn’t find men attractive. In fact I didn’t find Paul attractive; he wasn’t a stunner or anything, just an average guy. The more he spoke the more I found myself becoming aroused by him. What the hell was going on with my feelings?

Another insult came at him when I was told by Asif that ‘the Irish guy is looking for you.’ I instantly knew who he meant and went to find Paul. He had heard what Asif had said and was almost in tears. I took him to one side and gave him a hug.

“Is that what people think of me? Even the people who have come to the UK from a foreign country don’t regard me as British. I'm not even from Ireland; I am from Northern Island, which is part of Britain. I’m more British than them.”

“I didn’t realize you felt so strongly about this,” I told him. “I wish there was a way I could help.”

“Erm, I have a confession…”

“Oh” I asked.

“Well, I hoped you’d say that, you see, I'm not really me. Well I am, but I’m more what you have turned me into. I am what you would call the perfect man. When I first saw you, I tapped into your thoughts and transformed myself into this for you. I have constantly been adjusting my image for you to ensure I was exactly what you wanted. I now feel the time is right for me to allow you to help me”

“So how does that help either of us?”

“Easy.” He said “I don’t enjoy being referred to as Irish. But if you were me, I know you would consider it banter and get involved with the fun. What I am offering is a body swap. You take this body, with its accent you find so desirable, and I take yours and move on, looking for someone else to change with.”

I was kind of dubious at first but the more I thought about it, the more I liked the idea. It would solve a lot of my problems. My self-confidence to say the least. I had always hated my own body, so getting a newer, younger, slimmer model, so to speak, would be a great opportunity for me.

I agreed to the offer, he then slipped me a pill and told me to swallow it. He also took one himself.

Time began to pass much more quickly than normal, or so it seemed. I began to feel new sensations, new tastes and smells. It was all completely different and new to me. I looked up where Paul was stood only moments earlier. I was shocked to see a brand new image. It was now my own body that was standing there, with Paul’s clothes in a messy pile on the floor. I looked down at my own body, sure enough, I now had the body that Paul once had. I could feel my face beginning to smile. I was gleaming, completely made up and over the moon. I spoke for the first time.

“Paul, am I now Paul or still myself……..? I paused for a moment and began to smile even more. I didn’t give him the chance to respond. “OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD!!!! I’ve got your sexy accent. Thank you so much for this.”

“Your still you, and I’m still Paul. Anyone who knows you, any picture ever taken of you has been updated with your new image. I really hope you enjoy this.”

He then throws me his clothes.

“Oh I will, don’t worry about that” I then began to put on my new clothes whilst admiring my new body. So lean, so young, so adorable. I couldn’t wait to explore some more. I looked up, Paul was vanishing. He was waving and although there was no sound I knew he was saying good bye.

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